Heart Dump

I started reading Harry Potter. No, not re-reading. Reading them for the first time...better late than never. OMG. Harry, where have you been all my life?

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My children are hilarious and so. much. fun. Their little personalities are blossoming and it is a delight to live life with them. If Once we survive these toddler years, I think we are in for one heck of a good time with these crazies. We can't wait to have fun, random family adventures, make memories, learn lessons, and make an impact on this world.

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I've gotten us on a new budget plan. It's called You Need A Budget and it's the bomb. The level of calm and control that has permeated our household and marriage in the almost two months since I started it has been flippin incredible. We are the boss of our money now and we've got big goals for it, so it better watch out. I also created a debt reduction plan spreadsheet with an end result of getting us out of debt, including mortgage, by the time I turn 35. I just turned 29. You do the math. It's slightly absurd but I think entirely possible so yeah, watch out debt.

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It's mid February and we turned our air conditioning on in our house today. Because Texas.

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In other news, my husband built the most badass treehouse ever for our kids for Christmas. They scurry up and down it, haul their little sack chairs up there and pretend to watch TV. Because that's what you do in the great outdoors up high in a treehouse. Pretend to watch TV. (facepalm)

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Around this same time last year I was busy trying to be a writer. I was super jazzed for some reason, despite the tax season timing, and had these big ideas that I was gonna be someone on the internet. I spent $12 on an actual domain name and web address. I spent $120 on an online blogger workshop that I never finished. I set up a Miss Anna Pie Facebook page that I never update. I had my sister design me a custom blog header. And then I watched my post publishing rate take a nose dive. Turns out when you have the worst tax season of your career then gain a third kid, things change. Focus is altered. Determination wanes. Priorities adjust. But here I am...trying once again. Trying to revive this passion. Ignoring the green beans on the dining room floor and instead sneaking away to Starbucks after kids are snoozing. Actually opening my laptop some evenings and at least staring at a blank post screen, willing the words to come. And look...some words showed up. A hodge podge of random snippets but hey...I wrote words.